"In th" play?" asked Mr. Dooley.

"No," said Mr. Hennessy. "On th" sidewalk."

THE UNION OF TWO GREAT FORTUNES.

"They"se wan thing that always makes me feel sure iv what Hogan calls th" safety iv our dimmycratic inst.i.tutions," said Mr. Dooley, "an" that"s th" intherest th" good people iv New York takes in a weddin" iv th" millyionaires. Anny time a millyionaire condiscinds to enther th" martial state, as Hogan says, an", as Hogan says, make vows to Hyman, which is the Jew G.o.d iv marredge, he can fill th" house an" turn people away fr"m th" dure. An" he does. Th" sthreets is crowded. Th" cars can har"ly get through. Th" polis foorce is out, an" hammerin" th" heads iv th" delighted throng. Riprisintatives iv th" free an" inlightened press, th" pollutyem iv our liberties, as Hogan says, bright, intilligent young journalists, iver ready to probe fraud an" sham, disgeezed as waithers, is dashin" madly about, makin" notes on their cuffs. Business is suspinded. They"se no money in Wall Sthreet. It"s all at th" sacred scene. Hour be hour, as th" prisints ar-re delivered, th" bank rates go up. Th" Threeasury Departmint has to go on a silver basis, there bein" no goold to mannyfacther into plunks.

"Inside th" house th" prisints cast a goolden gleam on th" beauchious scene. Th" happy father is seen seated at a table, dictattin" millyion-dollar checks to a stinographer. Th" goold chandeliers is draped with r-ropes iv dimon"s an" pearls. Th" hired girl is pa.s.sin" dhrinks in goolden goblets. Twinty firemen fr"m th" New York Cinthral Railroad is shovellin" dimon"-studded pickle crutes into th" back yard, among th" yachts an" horses. Chansy Depoo enthers an" thrips over a box iv bonds. "Ar-re these th" holy bonds iv mathrimony?" he says; f"r he is a wild divvle, an" ye can"t stop his jokin", avin on solemn occasions.

"Th" soggarth comes in afther a while, carryin" a goold prayer-book, th" gift iv th" Rothscheelds, an" stands behind a small but vallyable pree Doo. To th" soft, meelojous chune iv th" Wagner Palace Weddin" March fr"m "Long Green," th" groom enthers, simply but ixpinsively attired in governmint fours, an" fannin" himsilf with a bunch iv first morgedge bonds.

"Th" prayers f"r th" occasion, printed on negotyable paper, is disthributed among th" guests. Th" bride was delayed be th" crowd outside. Women screamed an" waved their handkerchefs, sthrong men cheered an" wept; an" "twas not until th" polis had clubbed tin hardy pathrites to death that th" lady cud enther th" house where her fate was to be sealed. But fin"lly she med it; an" th" two happy, happy childher, whose sunshiny youth riprisinted five thousan" miles iv thrack, eight goold mines, wan hundherd millyion dollars" worth iv rollin" stock, an" a majority intherest in th" Chicago stock yards, was r-ready f"r th" nicissary thransfers that wud establish th" combination.

"Th" ceremony was brief, but intherestin". Th" happy father foorced his way through dimon" stomachers; an" they was tears in his eyes as he handed th" clargyman, whose name was Murphy,-but he carried himsilf as well as if he was used to it,-handed him a check f"r tin millyion dollars. I don"t blame him. Divvle th" bit! Me own hear-rt is har-rd an" me eyes ar-re dhry, but I"d break down if I had to hand anny wan that much. "I suppose th" check is good," says th" clargyman, "Tis certified," says th" weepin" father. "Do ye take this check," says th" clargyman, "to have an" to hold, until some wan parts ye fr"m it?" he says. "I do," says th" young man. "Thin," says th" clargyman, "I see no reason why ye shudden"t be marrid an" live comfortable," he says. An" marrid they were, in th" same ol" foolish way that people"s been marrid in f"r cinchries. "Tis a wondher to me th" ceremony ain"t changed. Th" time is comin", Hinnissy, whin millyionaires "ll not be marrid be Father Murphy, but be th" gov"nors iv th" stock exchange. They"ll be put through th" clearin" house, me faith, an" securities "ll be issued be th" combination. Twinty-year, goold-secured, four per cint bonds iv mathrimony! Aha, "tis a joke that Chansy Depoo might "ve med!

"Th" crowd outside waited, cheerin" an" fightin" th" polis. In this here land iv liberty an" akequality, Hinnissy, ivry man is as good as ivry other man, except a polisman. An" it showed how thrue th" people in New York is to th" thraditions iv Jefferson that divvle a wan iv thim "d move away till th" check "d been pa.s.sed fr"m father to son, an" th" important part iv th" sacred ceremony was over. Thin a few iv thim wint home to cook dinner f"r their husbands, who was previnted be their jooties at th" gas-house fr"m attindin" th" function. Th" rest raymained an" see th" two gr-reat fortunes get into their carredge, pursued be th" guests to th" amount iv five hundherd millyions, peltin" thim with seed pearls."

"Sure," said Mr. Hennessy, "mebbe "twasn"t as bad as th" pa-apers let on. Ye can"t always thrust thim."

"P"rhaps not," said Mr. Dooley. "Th" pa-apers say, "Two gr-reat fortunes united"; an", if that"s it, they didn"t need th" sarvices iv a priest, but a lawyer an" a thrust comp"ny. P"rhaps, with all th" certyfied checks, "twas two rale people that was marrid; an", if that"s so, it explains th" prisince if Father Murphy."

THE DREYFUS CASE.

I.

"Th" scene was treemenjously excitin". Th" little city iv Rennes was thronged with des"prit journalists that had pledged their fortunes an" their sacred honors, an" manny iv thim their watches, to be prisint an" protect th" public again th" degradin" facts. Niver since th" war in Cubia has so manny iv these brave fellows been gathered together at th" risk iv their lives fr"m overcrowdin" th" resthrants. No wan has iver sufficiently described th" turrors iv a corryspondint"s life excipt th" corryspondints thimsilves. Gin"rals an" other liars is rewarded. Th" corryspondint gets no credit. No wan will give him credit. Still he sticks to his post; an" on this pearlous day he was at Rennes, fightin" th" other corryspondints, or, if he was an English journalist, defindin" th" honor iv Fr-rance again hersilf. "Tis a good thing for Fr-rance that there ar-re silf-sacrificin" men that don"t undherstand her language, to presint her vicious nature to th" English an" American public. Otherwise, Hinnissy, she might think she was as good as th" rest iv us.

"Well, while th" sthreets in Rennes was packed with these dauntless souls, ar-rmed with death-dealin" kodaks, there was a commotion near th" coort-house. Was it a rivolution? Was this th" beginnin" iv another Saint Barth"mew"s Day, whin th" degraded pa.s.sions in Fr-rance, pent up durin" three hundherd years, "d break forth again? Was it th" signal iv another div"lish outbreak that "d show th" thrue nature iv th" Fr-rinch people, disgeezed behind a varnish iv ojoous politeness which our waiters know nawthin" about? No, alas! alas! "twas nawthin" a man cud make more thin a column iv. "Twas th" ac-cursed janitor goin" in to open th" degraded windows. Abase th" janitor, abase th" windows! Fear followed uncertainty. No wan knew what moment he might be called upon to defind his life with his honor. Suddenly th" brutal polisman who sthud on gyard waved his hand. What cud the brave men do? They were obliged to rethreat in disordher. But our special corryspondint was able f"r to obtain a fine view of th" thrillin" scene that followed. First came th" coort, weepin". They was followed be th" gin"rals in th" Fr-rinch ar-rmy, stalwart, fearless men, with coa.r.s.e, disagreeable faces. Each gin"ral was attinded be his private bodygyard iv thried and thrusted perjurers, an" was followed be a wagon-load iv forgeries, bogus affidavies, an" other statements iv Major Estherhazy. Afther thim come th" former ministers iv th" Fr-rinch governmint, makin" an imposin" line, which took three hours pa.s.sin" a given point. As they marched, it was seen that they were shyly kickin" each other.

"An interval iv silence followed, in which cud be heard cries iv "Abase Dhryfuss!" an" "Abase Fr-rance!" an" thin come th" man on whom th" lies iv all th" wurruld is cinthred. Captain Dhryfuss plainly shows his throubles, which have made him look tin years younger. His raven hair is intirely white; an" his stalwart frame, with th" shoulders thrown back, is stooped an" weary. His haggard face was flushed with insolent confidence, an" th" cowa"dice in his face showed in his fearless eye. As he pa.s.sed, a young Fr-rinch sojer was with diff"culty resthrained fr"m sthrikin" him an" embracin" him with tears in his eyes.

"In th" coort-room th" scene baffled description. It was an inspirin" sight f"r th" judges, whin they were awake. Row on row iv journalists, sharpin" pencils an" slappin" each other"s faces, r-rose to th" ceilin". Here an" there cud be seen a brillyant uniform, denotin" th" prisince iv th" London Times corryspondint. Th" lawn behind th" coort was thronged with ex-mimbers iv th" Fr-rinch governmint. Th" gin"ral staff, bein" witnesses f"r th" prosecution, sat with th" coort: th" pris"ner, not bein" able to find a chair, sat on th" window-sill. His inthrest in th" proceedin"s was much noticed, an" caused gr-reat amus.e.m.e.nt. Ivrybody was talkin" about th" mysteryous lady in white. Who is she? Some say she is a Dhryfussard in th" imploy iv Rothscheeld; others, that she is an agent iv th" Anti-Semites. No wan has learned her name. She says she is Madame Lucille Gazahs, iv wan hundherd an" eight Rue le Bombon, an" is a fav"rite iv th" Fr-rinch stage. She is wan iv th" great mysthries iv this ree-markable thrile.

"Afther th" coort had kissed th" witnesses, th" proceedin"s opined. "Tis thrue, they kiss each other. I wanst see a Fr-rinchman go f"r to kiss a man be th" name iv Doherty, that inthrajooced risolutions in favor iv Fr-rance again Germany at a convintion. Doherty thought he was afther his ear, an" laid him out. But in Fr-rance "tis different. They begin be kissin", an" this thrile opined this way.

""Pris"ner," said th" prisident iv th" coort, "th" eyes iv Fr-rance is upon us, th" honor iv th" nation is at stake. Th" naytional definces, th" integrity iv that ar-rmy upon which Fr-rance must depind in time iv peace, th" virtue iv public life, an" th" receipts iv th" exposition is involved. Incidentally, ye ar-re bein" thried. But why dhrag in matthers iv no importance? We ar-re insthructed, accordin" to th" pa-apers, be th" Coort iv Ca.s.sation, to permit no ividince that does not apply to your connection with th" case. As sojers, we bow to th" superyor will. We will follow out th" instructions iv th" supreme coort. We have not had time to read thim, but we will look at thim afther th" thrile. In th" mane time we will call upon Gin"ral Merceer, that gallant man, to tell us th" sthory iv his life."

""I obey, mon colonel," says Gin"ral Merceer, kissin" th" coort. "Not to begin too far back, an" to make a long sthory short, I am an honest man, an" th" son iv an honest man. I admit it."

""Good," says th" prisident. "D"ye recognize th" pris"ner?" "I do," says Gin"ral Merceer, "I seen him wanst dhrinkin" a sh.e.l.l iv Munich beer in a caafe. [Marked sensation in th" coort, an" cries iv "Abase la bock."]

""I says to mesilf thin, "This man is a thraitor." But th" thrainin" iv a sojer makes wan cautious. I determined to fortify mesilf with ividince. I put spies on this man, this perfiejous wretch, an" discovered nawthin". I was paralyzed. An officer iv th" Fr-rinch ar-rmy, an" nawthin" suspicyous about him! d.a.m.nable! I was with difficulty resthrained fr"m killin" him. But I desisted. [Cries iv "Shame!"] I said to mesilf: "Th" honor iv Fr-rance is at stake. Th" whole wurruld is lookin" at me, at me, Bill Merceer. I will go to bed an" think it over." I wint to bed. Sleep, blessed sleep that sews up th" confused coat-sleeve iv care, as th" perfiejous Shakspere [cries iv "Conspuez Shakspere!"] says, dayscinded on me tired eyes. [The coort weeps.] I laid aside me honor [cries iv "Brave gin"ral"] with me coat [murmurs]. I slept.

""I dhreamed that I see th" German Impror playin" a Jew"s-harp. [Cries iv "Abase Rothscheeld!" an" sensation.] I woke with a vi"lent start, th" perspiration poorin" fr"m me rugged brow. "Cap Dhryfuss is guilty," I cried. But no, I will confirm me ividince. I darted into me r-red pants. I dhruv with fury to th" home iv Madame Cleepathry, th" cillibrated Agyptian asthrologist an" med"cin woman. [Th" coort, "We know her, she supplies ividence to all Fr-rinch coorts."] I tol" her me dhream. She projoosed a pack iv cards. She tur-rned a r-red king an" a black knave. "Th" Impror Willum an" Cap Dhryfuss," I says, in a fury. I burst forth. I had Cap Dhryfuss arristed. I dashed to th" prisident. He was a-receivin" rayfusals f"r a new cabinet. "I have found th" thraitor," says I. "Hush!" says he. "If th" Impror Willum hears ye, he"ll declare war," he says. I was stupefied. "Oh, my beloved counthry!" I cried. "Oh, hivin!" I cried. "What shall I do?" I cried. They was not a minyit to lose. I disbanded th" ar-rmy. I ordhered th" navy into dhry dock. I had me pitcher took, I wint home an" hid in th" cellar. F"r wan night Fr-rance was safe."

"They was hardly a dhry eye in th" house whin th" gin"ral paused. Th" coort wept. Th" aujience wept. Siv"ral of th" minor journalists was swept out iv th" room in th" flood. A man shovellin" coal in th" cellar sint up f"r an umbrella. Th" lawn shook with th" convulsive sobs iv th" former ministers. Gin"ral Merceer raised his damp face, an" blew a kiss to a former minister at wan iv th" windows, an" resumed his tistimony."

II.

""It was about this time or some years later," continues Gin"ral Merceer, "that I received ividince iv th" Cap"s guilt. I made it mesilf. It was a letter written be me fr"m th" Cap to a German grocer, askin" f"r twinty r-rounds iv sausage. [Turmoil in the coort.] It was impossible, mon colonel, that this here letter cud have been written be Estherhazy. In th" first place he was in Paris at th" time, in th" sicond place he was in London. Th" letter is not in his handwritin", but in th" handwritin" iv Colonel Pat th" Clam. Thin again I wrote th" letter mesilf. Thin who cud "ve written it? It must "ve been Cap Dhryfuss. [Cheers fr"m th" coort.] I give me reasons as they occurred to me: First, th" Armeenyan athrocities; sicond, th" risignation iv Gin"ral Alger; third, th" marriage iv Prince Lobengula; fourth, th" scarcity iv sarvint girls in th" sooburban towns; fifth, th" price iv gas. [Cries iv "Abase th" price iv gas!"] I thank th" aujience. I will raysume where I left off. I was speakin" iv Gin"ral Guns. I met him on th" sthreet. Th" moon was clear in th" sky. I says, "Guns," I says, "lave us go down to Hogan"s, an" I"ll buy ye a tub iv obsceenthe." As we sthrolled through th" bullyvard, I saw a man that looked like a German dhrivin" a cab. I was overcome with terror. I ran madly home, followed be Guns. It was a week befure I cud hold a gla.s.s iv obsceenthe without spillin" th" liquor. Shortly afther this, or it may"ve been tin years befure, or it may niver have occurred [the coort, "Spoken like a Fr-rinchman an" a sojer"], in th" middle iv July a man tol" me that the divine Sara [wild an" continyous applause, cries iv "Sara foriver!"] was about to projooce th" immortal play iv "Omlet" [cheers] be th" wretched Shakspere [hisses]. Cud annything be clearer? I will detain th" coort not longer thin a day while I give me opinyon on this marvellous performance."

"Cap Dhryfuss was settin" on th" window-sill, whistlin" "Garry Owen," an" makin" faces at th" gallant corryspondint iv th" Daily Wrongs iv Man. At this point he cried out laughingly: "I will not conthradict th" gin"ral. I will say he lies. I saw th" letter mesilf, an" that man was Esterhazy." [Sensation.]

""Let me ask this ca.n.a.l iv a Jew a question," says th" corryspondint iv th" evening Rothscheeld Roaster, a Fr-rinchman be th" name iv Sol Levi.

""Ask it," says Cap Dhryfuss.

""You are a despicable thraitor," says th" gallant corryspondint. [Sensation.]

""Th" pris"ner must answer," says th" coort. "It is now nearly six o"clock iv th" mornin", an" time to get up an" dhress."

""I refuse to make anny commint," says Cap Dhryfuss,

"The pris"ner"s remark, uttered in tones iv despair, caused gr-reat emotion in th" aujience. There were angry cries iv "Lynch him!" an" all eyes were tur-rned to th" Cap.

""Silence!" roared th" coort, bendin" a stern, inflexible look on th" pris"ner. "This is a coort iv justice. We ar-re disposed f"r to grant ivry indulgence; but, if outsiders persist in intherferin" with these proceedin"s," he says, "we"ll expel thim fr"m th" r-room. What does th" prisoner think this is?"

""I thought it was a thrile," says th" Cap; "but, be th" number iv vet"ran journalists here, it must be th" openin" iv a new hotel."

""Not another wurrud," says th" coort, "or ye"ll be fired out. No wan shall insult th" honest, hard-wurrukin", sober, sensible journalists iv Fr-rance. Not if this coort knows it. Ye bet ye, boys, th" coort is with ye. Th" press is th" palajeen iv our liberties. Gin"ral Merceer will raysume his tistimony. He was speakin" of th" game iv goluf."

""Perhaps I"d betther sing it," says th" gin"ral.

""I"ll play an accompanymint f"r ye on th" flute," says th" prisident iv th" coort. "While Gin"ral Merceer is proceedin" with his remarks, call Colonel Pat th" Clam, who is sick an" can"t come. Swear Gin"ral Billot, Gin"ral Boisdeffer, Gin"ral Chammy, an" th" former mimbers iv th" governmint."

""I object to thim bein" sworn," says Matther Blamange.

""They must be sworn," says th" prisident. "How th" divvle can they perjure thimsilves if they ain"t sworn? An" who ar-re ye, annyhow?"

""I"m th" counsel f"r th" pris"ner," says Matther Blamange. "Get out ye"ersilf," says Matther Blamange. "I"m as good a man as ye ar-re. I will ask that gintleman who jest wint out the dure, Does it pay to keep up appearances?" [Groans.]

""Gin"ral Billot," says th" prisident, "what d"ye know about this infernal case which is broodin" like a nightmare over our belovid counthry, an" gettin" us up ivry mornin" befure milkin" time?"